Our dearest Lucy
Friday, September 13th was the worst day for us. You were only expected to live a few days. However, you gave us another 11 glorious days. In true Lucy Goosey fashion you showed both of us what a strong fighter you are. You would never know you were suffering from liver & spleen cancer. You were back to being your funny, feisty, bossy self.
I didn’t think I would be sitting here writing you a letter, in fact I never thought I would spend a day without you Groocey. Especially everything you have been through your life and every time came back even stronger. No amount of time spent with you would ever be enough. Now I long to hold you one more time, to see your two little eyes staring at me when I wake up, barking at me when I make your meals because I’m taking to long, not hearing you snore next to me, sitting at the door for me when I get home, and most of all that sweet smile that would make any heart melt.
Love you forever Mom & Matthew
